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Summer School

Yep. We're going to sign both boys up for summer school this year. I'm sure neither one will be very happy about going an extra three weeks, but the hubby and I both think they could use the time to build or, at the very least, retain their knowledge. Both of them have the same weakness and need a bit more time to advance to a more acceptable reading level.

Sometimes I wonder if they're really my kids. I mean really. How could I give birth to not one, but two, non-readers? I don't understand! Were they switched at birth? Has some sinister super-villian put a hex on them? Is there bad reading mojo in our house? I don't get it.

Hopefully a few extra weeks of reading, writing and math will help them become stronger students. Hey, a mom can hope!

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  1. Reading and writing are not what they were when we were in school. Today a lot of teachers use reading and writing as a punishment for not following the rules. There is no joy in sitting with a good book when they are only taught books are what you have to do when you are bad. I also hate to say this, but I think that most kids don't read books anymore because they consider them boring. It is much more exciting to kill something off in a video game than to read about the adventures some person went on. Books just don't excite kids anymore. It is something that worries me about the future generations.

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  2. You and me both! I guess that's one of the biggest issues with living in a society where instant gratification is the norm.

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